flstandardbreds Chapter 430 No acquaintance without fighting
Chapter 430 No acquaintance without fighting
"What's the signature dish? Isn't what I just ordered the signature dish?" Wen Xinyuan was stunned.
"Residential building stir-fry, the specialty is of course cheap home-cooked dishes." The fat man wrote a few more words on the paper before sending the menu to the kitchen.
"Sister, when we go to your restaurant, remember to make me that stir-fried pork liver!"
"It's stir-fried pork liver. Didn't you order pork liver yourself? Why did you remember me to make it?" Zhao Xiaojing shook her head and laughed.
She was sitting next to the fat man. When the fat man ordered more dishes, the first dish he wrote was "bandit's liver". She saw it when she turned her head.
"Isn't this for you to experience the restaurant's signature dishes? The dishes I ordered are the boss's best. You'll know when they come up."
"Fatty, how did you find this remote family restaurant? It's not that far from Guangdong Province, so it seems like you come here often."
"Yes, I think everyone sitting here is a local, or even from this district." Zhao Xiaojing listened around and could only hear the half-understood Tuancheng dialect. And judging from the way they were dressed, it seemed that many of them had just gotten out of bed to come here to eat, so they must live nearby.
"Hehe, finding restaurants is my specialty. Not to mention Tuancheng, I can also find you a restaurant like the one in Jiangcheng. If you don't believe me, let's make an appointment in Jiangcheng for a midnight snack tonight, and I'll take you to eat the same way." The fat man smiled and kept the suspense.
"Then tell me, what special restaurants are there in Jiangcheng?" Guan Yingxia asked.
"Wait a minute, I'll show you."
When the fat man saw Guan Yingxia asking, he immediately took out his mobile phone, tapped a few times and handed it to Guan Yingxia, "Look, these are all stars, this is my exclusive private collection!"
When Zhao Xiaojing saw Guan Yingxia flipping through the map, she also moved over curiously. It turned out that the fat man was showing Guan Yingxia a map, a map with many stars marked on it at first glance. But when she looked more closely, she realized that almost every star marked a restaurant, but there were also a few that were inexplicably marked on the main road.
"There's nothing on this star mark. What's it for?"
"Let me see... Oh, this one, click on it. See, there's a note here, 'This stall opens at 4:30 in the morning, only sells raw beef noodles, start lining up at 4 in advance, sold out at 7:30.' That's the marked exit point of the pushcart stall, there's no storefront so it's marked on the road."
Zhao Xiaojing was immediately shocked. "Four o'clock in the morning? Queuing up for beef noodles?"
"Yeah. The cow dies at three, but you can eat meat at four-thirty. It's worth going in the early morning."
"You haven't gained any weight... indeed." Guan Yingxia choked up for a rare moment.
"Some of the ones with real photos are the ones I have eaten, and the ones with only text explanations are the ones I have not eaten and made guides for. Sister Zhao... Sister, I've been calling you sister for the whole morning, and I really can't get used to it. It's all Wen Xinyuan's fault for being so age-sensitive! Sister, where is your shop? What's its name? How is my inspection going?" The fat man gradually overcame the suppression brought by Guan Yingxia during their morning interactions and became talkative again.
"Jiangnan District, Zhaoji Rice Bowl."
"Zhao Ji Rice with Toppings..." the fat man muttered as he took the phone from Guan Yingxia.
Zhao Xiaojing tilted her head to watch the fat man searching. Guan Yingxia was slightly surprised and lowered her head to watch the fat man fiddling with it. Wen Xinyuan hurriedly ran over from the opposite side of the fat man. The four of them were very curious about whether they could find Zhao Xiaojing's restaurant.
"There are so many restaurants with this name. Why don't you come up with something special? Hey, I actually have a Zhaoji Rice Bowl in my collection. Hey, it's in the Jiangnan District! Look, is this your restaurant?"
"Yes, that's it." Zhao Xiaojing glanced at the familiar photo and plate of pork trotter rice and recognized it immediately.
"Sure, Fatty! Oh, there are pictures?! You haven't been there before, have you? Have you passed your test?"
“There really are pictures! It seems like my sister and I have known each other for a long time?” The fat man was surprised and clicked on the pictures in the notes one by one. “Let me take a look… Hmm? This doesn’t look like I took it? It’s quite appetizing… Damn, actor? Chu Chu?… I remember now, this is the restaurant that the actor recommended when I saw it on a variety show! I wanted to eat so much that I took screenshots of everything they ate, and I’m going to order it!”
"Hey, now that you mentioned it, I seem to have the same impression!"
"Friends who are inviting me to dinner?" Guan Yingxia lowered her head and thought for a moment, then accurately gave the name of the variety show.
"You've all seen it?" Zhao Xiaojing smiled in surprise. "They ran into our store by accident. We were just about to close at that time."
"No wonder you look familiar to me. I was wondering where I've seen you before. I thought you were the apprentice of some former master chef. I thought about it for a long time when you raised your hand to hand over the dish!"
"Look, Sister Zhao, the real purpose is revealed. This fat guy has been pestering you since he came out. He is here to gather information!"
"Hehe, no friendship without fighting, no friendship without fighting!"
"Oh, a fight between strangers, a fight to gather information?" Wen Xinyuan asked with a squinting look.
"Same, same, haha! Wow, the dishes are served so soon!" The dishes in the proprietress's hand were like timely rain, and the fat man's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly greeted the three people. "Eat first come, eat first, there's no need to wait for all the dishes to be served. If you wait, the heat will be gone. Anyway, they are all cooked, so eat one dish at a time, don't be shy!"
The first dish served was the bandit liver and cured meat steamed together by the fat man. The bandit liver slices were very large and served on a large plate. They were paired with leeks and red peppers. The liver was also made into a sauce color, which looked very appetizing. The cured meat steamed together contained cured meat, cured sausage, cured fish, and a layer of fried black beans on top. It was served in a large bowl and looked very simple, giving people the feeling of a farmhouse dish to go with rice.
"I think it's the first time I've seen fermented black beans poured on bacon." Zhao Xiaojing curiously picked up a piece of bacon and tasted it. "It's a little salty, but it's really delicious."
"There's nothing we can do. The fermented black beans are seasoned, and the cured meat also has salt. Although the salt can be removed by soaking for a long time, the fragrance is also soaked away. The same goes for the fermented black beans. It's neither salty nor fragrant. This is a double salty and fragrant superposition, which makes it more fragrant and saltier. Eat the pork liver while it's hot. This pork liver is very tender and tastes best when it is just served." The fat man reminded the three people while picking up the pork liver with chopsticks.
The three of them were very polite and immediately reached for the pig liver with a big chopstick.
As soon as Zhao Xiaojing, who had just made stir-fried pork liver in the morning, took a bite of the pork liver, she immediately felt the difference.
Her stir-fried pork liver is a Sichuan dish that has been optimized through a systematic recipe. It is tender, oily, and spicy, but the spiciness is not prominent. What stands out is the oiliness and freshness of Sichuan cuisine. The bandit pork liver is of a distinct Xiangxi style, and you can feel the rich and refreshing spiciness as soon as you take a bite. However, this kind of spiciness is not a single kind of spicy, but the complex spiciness unique to Hunan cuisine.